4 poems by carlos mijares poyer in northern issue 2020 Sage Cigarettes Magazine U.S.A. #blacklivesmatter pages 13-17 issue in website

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4 POEMS

DROWNING IN A POND OF CORN
EMPORIA-THE LAST VERSE OF AN ABSTRACT TALE
DARK MOON TO THE SOUTH
MOON ILLUSION

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original version of my poem DARK MOON TO THE SOUTH.

Dark Moon to the South 

by Carlos Mijares Poyer, (c)copyright, May 22, 2016, Carlos Mijares Poyer.

The fanning continental avenues where wind breathes good moods

The Latin river silver the Anaconda watching you in the night

and the red-haired bats with faces

The size of tigers hang from the trees to jump you.

Who said Vampires only lurked in Gotham?

The Phantom Rolls-Royce purple immaculate

Races opening the wounds of poor pedestrians

To the height and apogee of slums in

The Lost Metropolis of silent windowpanes.

The Beauty Queens of the hip that stole erotika

In your reverie of desire, and the rich laugh

At high decibels of hysteric desperation

To market the Red Scare and the Eagle’s Dare!

This Smile has no horizon, it is in the heart.

The giant rodent Chiguires the size of baby pandas

And the coral reefs of your spine

Of multifoliate shades of blue ocean in your eyes

From snowy sun to wet leaf,

The humid smile intonates candy-colored tones

On the marimbas and Salsa falls to your laps

Like a dead pearl necklace unleashed...

Soon, after the rain the city’s mountain runner

Smiles again

As the traffic jam issued the last gun shot

To vacuum your soul like the last sigh

Of a Spanish poem.  

These in the last gaze of the Caribbean Sea.

glossary: Chiguire is the Venezuelan name for Capybara, the largest rodent in planet Earth.
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THE PRESENT BOUTIQUE OF THE SUBLIME

The limpid star jet airliner crossing the sky astray weeeee
like a jailbird forgotten
the serious drum roll of the sun
and the para diddles of colors in an invisible rainbow
open to freedom.  Freezing magic.

"Scream", said the Priest
the beast will leave you dancing down the stairs wild
like a cinematic alien,
leaving you in entrails
to decor those white cotton poplin bed sheets grandma's gift.

It was all a dream of stars and adult toys of turn of the century hedonism
in an inherent night that harbored no tomorrow
no tomorrow.

So many, pop goes the weasel, imitate your smile
in the loneliness of your bathroom mirror, you are here to stay
wary of deceit and new hellos

So many stereotypes, so many.. like apple pie
as many as keys on a typewriter
now the keyboard and chess piece of life like no other
the other brother, the smile of my mother,
my father's eyes
and the tarot-like mysterium in my sister's
sigh.

I cry
loud a siren's hell, the fire in the inner ear
the falling rosary beads in a white wet sink
forever speechless

Reckoning to applaud like a french marionette, this sense
the sensibility as common as the clown's chat
behind the red suede curtains
now on fire...

now on fire. The house is on fire...




written in Caracas, Venezuela, california norte (c) copyright December 4, 2016 by Carlos Mijares Poyer, 4:55-57 p.m., automatic writing, no editing.